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Home
(S. Taylor from the NEW CD "Home")

 

Everytime that I go Home
I drink a little too much beer.
And everytime that I go home
I remember why I ran away from there.
Everytime that I go home
I’m saying something that I probably shouldn’t have said.
Everytime that I go home
I always end up right back here.

Because there’s no place like home,
except for sometimes when you’re there,
and there’s no place like home,
now I wish I could go there.

Everytime I hit the road,
yes everytime that I go,
everytime that I leave,
no matter how far
no matter how long the road must go...

There’s no place like home,
except for sometimes when you’re there,
and there’s no place like home,
now I wish I could go there.


Lay down by the river,
here those trains roll by at night.
Sing the songs that we used to sing,
when you were still alive.

Everytime that I go home,
I rember why I came back here.
Everytime that I go home,
I can see your face in all of theirs’.
And everytime that I go home,
my disfunctions they don’t seem so bad.
Everytime that I go home,
I’m airing all the laundry that I have.

 

There’s no place like home,
no place like home,
and there’s no place like home,
There’s just no home without you there. 

Blackwater
By Shawn Taylor

I left the city when the water rose
My life was over there

my friends were gone my place was toast

& I’d been headed down a bad, bad road

so I dropped that stuff & hopped a boat

& headed for the gulf

 
I hauled those shrimp most every day

Hard work & salt air man they

cleaned me out showed me the way

& I left that bottle far behind,

found a wife we had 3 kids

bought a house and built a life

 
Now it’s gone, gone, gone.

All those shrimp are dead &

gone, gone, gone, gone,

It’s gone, gone, gone,

With that blackwater rolling in.

 
I can’t pull anchor & move on

No one wants to buy my land

Can’t give this place away

Bank says I owe more than I can pay

Sell my soul, save my kids,

You can cart my heart away

 
‘Cause it’s gone, gone, gone,

that life I built for them is

gone, gone, gone, gone,

It’s gone, gone, gone,

With that blackwater rolling in.

 
A man came by to say they’d upped the age

I could still join, they’d give me steady work & steady pay

At night when I lay down to pray

Know I protect the dream and keep all those demons far away

But it’s gone, gone, gone,
That dream I’m fighting for is
gone, gone, gone, gone,
    It’s gone, gone, gone,
With
with that blackwater rolling in



At night I lay awake & pray hard for our kids
How can I look them in the eye just knowing how it is

& tell them everything’s alright?

So I Skype hello, say a prayer

& march on through the night

‘Cause it’s gone, gone, gone,

that life I built for them is

gone, gone, gone, gone,

It’s gone, gone, gone,

With that blackwater rolling in

But it’s gone, gone, gone,

That dream I’m fighting for is

gone, gone, gone, gone,

It’s gone, gone, gone,

With that blackwater rolling in

Now it’s gone, gone, gone.
All them shrimp are dead &

gone, gone, gone, gone,

It’s gone, gone, gone,

With that blackwater rolling in

The Bottom Line
(Shawn Taylor © 2007)


Dylan lost his job today
Walked on in & they walked him away
Said nothing personal, sorry, have a nice day.
While on the market the stocks are high
Dylan's wife hangs her head to cry
She feels the future kicking on the inside.

Outsource America,
But won't you save a piece for me?
Got a couple of mouths to feed
Got my wife & my family.
Outsource America,
But won't you save a piece for me
It's all about the bottom line
From sea to shining sea.

Mary lost her son today,
An I.E.D. gone and wiped him away
Ain't even got a body over to pray.
Juan lost his life today
A man with a paper came & took it away,
He signed his name & the man said,
"Son, you're on your way."

Outsource America,
But won't you save a piece for me?
Got a couple of mouths to feed
Got my wife & my family.
Outsource America,
But won't you save a piece for me
‘Cause he blessed the land abroad
From sea to shining sea,
For you and for me.

Donny cashed some stocks today
Crumpled ‘em up and he tossed ‘em away
Lit up a Cuban, said, "Tomorrow's a better day."
'Cause on the market the barrel's high,
& plenty of young folk are willing to try
to secure the future for the people on the inside.


Dime & a Bottle of Wine
Shawn Taylor (©2009)

Not sure just what I've been a chasing,
but it seems I've lost it along the way.
Was it the question or the buzz that left you hanging 
Like the smoke rings dissapating in your mind.

Sometimes I loose my mind,
that's no excuse & I'm not trying to hide,
One step ahead, one step behind,
it all catches up with you in time.

Give me a dime & a bottle of wine,
could always find some place to kill the time,
but when you're not busy living boy
you're busy dying, testify,
had to walk away, put it away.

Open the door baby it's cold outside,
& I don't have a key please let me in.
I'll mend my broken ways
I'm sorry for the things I've said,
for what I've done you know I'm most ashamed.

Some monkeys come to where you oh so thin,
that you can't stop to turn the page.
When reason's gone & all that's left is sin,
you're stuck on the inside looking in.

Give me a dime & a bottle of wine,
could always find some place to kill the time,
but when you're not busy living boy
you're busy dying, testify,
had to walk away, put it away.

Remember the clouds up where we stood high once before,
bedore my fall, before you closed the door.
The seeds we planted are all grown up & are on thier own,
You're free of me but these memories I roam.

Sometimes I loose my mind,
there's no escape you just get left behind,
like smoke-rings blowing through your mind,
it all catches up with you in time.

Give me a dime & a bottle of wine,
could always find some place to kill the time,
but when you're not busy living boy
you're busy dying, testify,
had to walk away, put it away.

Not sure just what I've been a chasing

 

 

Drive
Shawn Taylor ©2010

Cry if you've got to,
I won't think no less of you now.
Just bite down on that there,
A shot of this, you'll feel half alright.
Just don't reach towards the light.

Just breath slow and steady,
that's right all thats left is you and me.
And I ain't got the words man,
that one you took was surely meant for me;
So don't reach for the light.

 Ahhhh..........Ahhh...ahh...
Don't reach for the light.

Draw up your arms now,
I'll prop you up and I'll take the wheal,
and drive like the Devil.
Has that stuff kicked in man how do you feel?
Just don't reach for the light
Don't reach for the light...

Just think of the sweet life,
You've got if we could just make it out.
But don't dream on it now man,
right now that back seat there's your home.
Just fire out towards the lights,
Just fire out towards the night.

 

Edward Hayes
(Shawn Taylor ©2001)

Edward Hayes was ready for the change,
to the wind he sailed
on the fourtune he'd just made.
His working days were over,
he had won.
No more 5 a.m. cold sunshine,
instead he was on the run.

Edward Hayes was ready for that change
But, that change it never came.

Fifteen days, and all Crom's beds were cleared,
not an oyster left
and that's when old Eddie dissapeared.
Cromwell caught wind one sunny day
and all of his dogs of war set sail
for that golden bay.

Edward Hayes was ready for that change
but that change it never came.

Edward Hayes grew old at sea,
he sailed 'till his dying day
for that dream he'd never see.
Cromwell died there that same dark night,
on the seashore side
both had crashed with the comming tide.

Edward Hayes was ready for that change,
but that change it never came.
Yes Edward Hayes was ready for that change,
but that change it never came.
 
 

Free
Shawn Taylor ©2010

Just a smile,
don't waste the words.
The air is thin up here,
and besides, there really are no words.
To have shared,
such times with you.
Well I could die today,
and live on in any one of those moments with you.

Boil the water, chilli in a bag,
the tent is ready, kick your feat up in the grass.
Free...

Across the years, all the miles,
stratch out like a thin grey line,
across the Great Divide.
Across your lips, across your smile,
a life of love is writ,
and those lines still drive me wild.

Cross the river dry your clothes up in the branch.
The day is cold, but it's so warm there flesh to flesh.
Free...
Free...

 

Granite Highs & Muddy Lows
(Taylor  © 2008)

Roll on over baby
it's almost morning.
Grab a cup of coffee,
I've already packed the truck
with everything, that I could think,
that we just might be needing;
a space to breath in,
a life to believe in,
the tent & the dog,
& the little money
we've been saving.

We'll drag our toes out in the sand,
We'll bake ourselves
for days on end,
then we'll climb so high
that we leave the land.
Anytime, Anywhere - doesn't really matter,
it's the heart of the matter,
the love & the laughter,
the fears that your after,
let's lift our glasses
 & we'll toast our dreams

Here's to
granite highs & muddy lows,
ain't that the way the story goes?
High in the sky or down below,
I'll be with you all the way.
I'll be with you all the way.

Look up it's all blue sky's ahead,
our feet are wet, but the flame still burns,
the tidal wave's turned back to land.
Doors may slam, mirrors break,
names not worth repeating,
the lies & the leaving,
the self deceiving,
let's lift our glasses &
we'll toast our dreams.

[Chorus]

Drop your heavy thoughts into the well,
let's take a walk.
Got nothing but time to kill
& wide open space for empty thought.
Any-time, anywhere, doesn't really matter,
it's the heart of the matter, the love
& the laughter
the fears that your after
& the seeds we plant along the way.

[Chorus]

I'll be with you all the way.
I'll be with you all the way....

 

 
Laughinson
Shawn Taylor (© 2001)
 
Laughingson's laughing in the corner
while the radio plays
bad trips are swamping his head
stares his eyes are blank...

The green wagon's getting closer
the only one kind enough to stop and give us a ride
and the driver's getting toasted
barefoot to the cold, putting down the wine
a crazy man brought us to town today
screaming first ascent of the White Wolf
and hanging from the rail
staring down Dustin in the dark of night
and the shock of his tourtured face
at the break of morning light

Laughingson's laughing in the corner
while the radio plays
bad trips are swamping his head
stares, his eyes are blank...

And if you had the chance to test me, he said,
would you care to come along for the ride?
Any last words you care to confess to me, he said,
'cause I'll be back in the middle of the night.
A crazy man brought us to town today
screaming first ascent of the White Wolf
and hanging from the rail
seemed like such an oppourtune time to make it on our way
as our strange new firend seems to have gone a little crazy

Laughingson's laughing in the corner
while the radio plays
bad trips are swamping his head
stares, his eyes are blank
oh...
Laughinson where are you at?
 
 

The Lights of Burlington
(lyrics by Shawn Taylor  &  music by S.T./Andrew. Schoenfiel ©2001)

Colors,
Changing with the light,
Rugged old Masfield
Standing, Silent watch
Over, the northern skies.

Pinlights,
In the roof above our eyes,
Cold October winds
reacking, wavoc
on the night-time
world outside.

Whispers usher with the breaze
from the glowing lights of Burlington
Of what they all have heard and seen
It'll come around our way one day
Come around our way one day.

Johnson,
Pulling in with the rain,
Crowded cab with two big sheep in
Some strange place we aint
Never been

Headed,
For a cabin on the edge of town,
Early morning fog on dirt roads
walkin' 'round lost with-
out a sound.

Mindset,
Changin' with the ride,
Leavin' town with full guts,
Heavy loads & thumbs pitched
upwards towards the sky

An old man,
pulls his car along side to give us a ride
Takes the load off our backs,
Brings us onward, upwrd,
closer to the line.

Whispers usher with the breaze
from the glowing lights of Burlington
Of what they all have heard and seen
It'll come around our way one day
Come around our way one day.

 

Outside the Lines
Shawn Taylor (© 2010)
 
There's Something about a sunday afternon,
sitting by the river being lazy with you,
the sun comes up and the sun goes down again.
Or in the hills at night,
stumbling like we do, it doesn't matter,
anyway we do.
 
The sun comes up and the sun goes down again,
just walk beside me once again.
When we feel the frost a cutting,
we'll know it's time to get inside,
but for now we'll just step back and
we can live beyond the lines.
For now we'll just kick back,
and we can live beyond the lines, 
For now we'll just lay back and
we can live beyond the lines.
 
There's something about a sunday afternoon,
sitting by the river being lazy with you.


Shade
(S. Taylor '11)

Lay your blanket in the shade
we could talk all day,
or we could just lay,
and say nothing abou tit all day.

Face to face either way,
in your arms is where I'll be
and where I'll aim to stay all day,
until they come here to drag me away.

Keep me out of that hot sun
I ship out in the morning,
keep me out of that hot sun,
I'll get enough of that over there.
I'll keep this day with me just cool my head out there.
So lay your blanket in the shade.

Lay your blanket in the shade,
down by the river where the creek it ends,
where the willows sway and the grasses sing,
we could both let loose of everything.

Lay your blanket in the shade,
no troubles here with us right now
and I hate to go away
hate to leave you here alone so far away.

Keep me out of that hot sun
I ship out in the morning,
keep me out of that hot sun,
I'll get enough of that over there.
And we'll meet right back here
after I have done my part.
So lay your blanket in the shade.

Lay your blanket in the shade
we could talk all day,
or we could just lay,
and say nothing abou tit all day.

 

Time For Us
Shawn Taylor (©2009)

It's 3 a.m., the Baby's sleeping in the other room,
Looks like there might be time for us.
So pour the wine, pull down the shade, spin some "Kind of Blue,"
There's just a couple things we might discuss.

We could lay this whole night together,
Laugh until the sun comes up,
Great another day.
We could walk this whole world together,
And be at home right where we lay.

So when your walls are closing in,
And the floors begun to drop away,
We've got her smile, and I've got yours,
And you've got mine,
And there'll be brighter days
yet to come somewhere.

We can walk this whole world together,
Underneath the stars at night,
On a mountain high.
We can walk this whole world together,
And be at home right where we lie.

So pack your things, come-on, we're leaving in the morning,
Got to stop our talk and make our getaway.
‘Cause life is short, you know it's gone without a warning,
so you can't up and just let it slip away.

We can walk this whole world together,
Underneath the stars at night,
By the ocean side.
We could walk this whole world together,
And be at home right where we lie.

It's 3 a.m., the Baby's sleeping in the other room,
Looks like there might be time for us.
So pour the wine, pull down the shade, spin some "Kind of Blue,"
There's just a couple things we might discuss.

We could lay this whole night together,
Laugh until the sun comes up,
Greet another day.
We could walk this whole world together,
And be at home right where we lay.
And be at home right where we lay.


Waves

(Shawn Taylor © 2008)

 

It’s heating up, no one can deny,

no matter what side, no matter what Book

one takes as right.

Ain’t talking about the weather,

though there’s that too,

talking about the friction

between them and us

and me and you -

Come on….

Come on from there …

Trickle down’s been trickling up

pack around the table and fight for our crumbs,

float a mortgage, light a candle, say a prayer.

Water rising, seems it’s boiling to a head,

the wheel keeps spinning

we’re breathing hard

but the dream still hangs ahead.

Come on….

Come on from there….

 

[Chorus]

Sometimes the Waves hit in all the wrong places.

Sometimes the wind it blows foul from the top of the hill.

When the water rises somehow we’ve just got to escape it.

 One day the tide is gonna’ wash

 the top of the hill.

 

Swing your hammer, wait your tables, build your planes.

Do your duty, teach the kids, or clear the drains.

Pay your taxes, uncle’s mind is over filled

with thoughts of revolution

and carrying out God’s will.

Come on….

Come on from there….

 

[Chorus]

 

Levees, bridges, systems and people in need,

hungry, desperate, tired, ravaged, diseased.

Waves are rolling, fire’s burning overseas,

witch hunts all around us, probing you and me.

Come on!!!!

Come on from there!!!!!

Come on!!!!!!!!

Come on from there!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

 

[chorus]